Grey locked eyes with the Frost Claw Bear, the freezing wind biting at his skin. Without a moment's hesitation, he stepped forward, his hand blazing with fiery energy.
Then he growled, thrusting his arm out as a blazing fireball erupted from his palm, tearing through the air like a comet.
The orange glow lit up the snowstorm, steam hissing where flakes met its heat.
The bear shifted just in time—the fireball missed by inches.
It smashed into the ground behind the creature, detonating with a deafening roar.
The explosion was chaos. Snow sprayed in all directions, a shockwave ripping through the air and sending shards of ice flying.
The force rocked the Frost Claw Bear out of its cover, forcing it into the open.
The beast stumbled, shaking its massive head as it fought off the dizzying blast. Its icy fur shimmered with frost, but Grey was already moving.
"Not done yet," he muttered, his eyes narrowing.
